Zhang Yunjun was delighted and surprised by Zhang Yang's arrival, "It's about to be a senior in high school, and it's not good to go to school for self-study on Sunday, what are you doing here?"

Zhang Yang put breakfast on the dining table and sat down on a chair casually, "I know my own grades, I am not interested in some things, and I can't force myself to study." Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Zhang Yang spread his hands, and the jar was broken.

Zhang Yunjun had already washed up, just eating breakfast while it was hot, and no junior had brought him breakfast for many, many years, "I really can't learn it at all? This ancient script is so boring, you can read it, this language is just a piece of cake!"

"His honey, my arsenic. Zhang Yang shook his head, unwilling to say more, at most in two years, he will leave the earth and go to other places, that is not a place where he is not afraid to learn mathematics, physics and chemistry well and travel all over the world.

"Yes, the speech is becoming more and more learned. Zhang Yunjun looked at the japonica rice porridge and the list of side dishes, as well as two plates of silk baked cakes, one sweet and one salty, indescribably comfortable, "However, I always have to go to college." I'd like to connect you with a professor at a university who is an archaeology major, and if you can, you can go for special admissions. ”

Zhang Yang was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect Zhang Yunjun to do this for him, the number of special enrollment places can no longer be scarce, the number of college entrance examinations this year seems to be nearly 10 million, and some special enrollment places in the country may only have one or two, this is not something that can be solved by a phone call, this is not just a favor!

"I think with your qualifications, you will definitely be able to win this place. "Zhang Yunjun has inexplicable confidence in Zhang Yang!

After breakfast, Zhang Yang finally got the opportunity to take a look at the collector's edition of "Liujia Secret Wishes", which is a collector's edition, not the original, of course, it is much more "authentic" than the one copied by Zhang Yunjun.

According to Zhang Yunjun, this collector's edition is also nearly 100 years old, and it is a manuscript of that era that Zhang Yunjun handed over to him personally when his grandfather personally handed him when he was a child.

In front of Zhang Yang, Zhang Yunjun opened a large alloy safe, which was so tall and thick that it could be seen that the contents must be very valued.

The safe was opened, and there was a smaller safe inside.

Zhang Yang was dumbfounded.

"There are a lot of treasures here, some of which have been collected over the years, and some of which have been entrusted by friends for safekeeping, in short, they are all national treasures and cannot be lost. Zhang Yunjun said this openly and honestly.

"Teacher Zhang, you are not afraid that I am a bad person and robbed you of these things. Zhang Yang joked.

"As long as you work this kind of thing, you will have it in the future, maybe more than I collect!" Zhang Yunjun smiled, opened a small safe, put on white gloves, and took out a set of bamboo slips from it.

"How is it a bamboo slip?" Zhang Yang watched as each small bamboo strip was tightly attached to the plane of the bamboo slip with a plastic-like synthetic material, as if it was isolated from air and dust.

"My grandfather loves carving," Zhang Yunjun sighed, and gently put the flat bamboo slip on the desk, "It is much more difficult to let him write than to let him carve, and the things he carved already have a charm, but the writing is average. ”

"Teacher Zhang, do people in every generation of your family have to copy this "Liujia Secret Blessing"? If one person keeps a copy, how much will it cost?" Zhang Yang didn't expect that there was a family with such a tradition, which sounded like a legend like guarding the emperor's tomb for generations.

"It's mainly inherited by the eldest son of the lineage, and others don't know about it. Zhang Yunjun said.

"Then why do I ......?"

"What age is it now? My grandson is not interested in this, and if he gives this to him, it will really break the inheritance. Zhang Yunjun said this without shock, in fact, he resisted it a few years ago, but no kind of mind can resist time.

Zhang Yang finished reading the ninety-nine pieces of bamboo slips little by little, and sure enough, he found that some of the words were different from Zhang Yunjun's manuscript, and only after asking did he know that Mr. Zhang actually combined what he had learned and thought in the process of copying, and some of the characters that he felt had been "deciphered" had been changed.

Ancient characters often represent a lot of meanings in one word, and sometimes even a word is a sentence, although Zhang Yunjun has not changed much, but it has made the meaning of some paragraphs go far from the other.

But...... Zhang Yang thought about it for a while, even if the copy on this bamboo slip is not the original, who knows how much has been changed?

The weekend passed in the study of secret arts, and there was a history class on Monday, and Zhang Yang arrived at the class on time, which was a little boring.

When it was about to be the first class, Yuan Hui suddenly came over.

Song Yu smiled wickedly on the side, and whispered to Zhang Yang, "Brother Yang, this girl has fallen in love with you!"

After Song Yu finished speaking, he turned his head and sat down.

Yuan Hui frowned, "Zhang Yang, Mu Nanzhi didn't go to self-study this morning, and she didn't ask for leave, do you know what's going on?"

Wang Hao held his ears on the side, and when he heard this, he was excited, "Squad leader, Nanzhi is not coming to class, why are you asking Zhang Yang? Could it be that the two of them ......?"

Wang Hao felt spicy when he thought of Zhang Yang hugging Mu Nanzhi that day, and when he thought of that possibility, he was angry and powerless.

"Mu Nanzhi didn't come?" Zhang Yang noticed, "Did you call her?"

"I did, but no one answered. "Yuan Hui doesn't worry too much, a big living person, and such a society, what can happen?" The next class is the class teacher's class, if you ask me, as the class leader, how can I deal with the class teacher?"

Zhang Yang thought about it, people like Mu Nanzhi shouldn't skip class for no reason, there must be something, it's boring anyway, why don't you check it out?" "Where is Mu Nanzhi's home?"

"You...... You're going to find her?" Yuan Hui frowned.

"Why don't you come and ask me, what do you mean?" the corners of his mouth hooked, "Let me hear your complaints?"

Yuan Hui's face turned red all of a sudden, "I only have her mobile phone number, not her address." ”

Zhang Yang asked for Mu Nanzhi's mobile phone number, called two, and it was connected, but after connecting, it was not Mu Nanzhi's voice, and the mobile phone seemed to be thrown aside.

I only heard a male voice say, "Just such a yellow-haired girl, how did you offend such a ruthless character?"

"Who knows, maybe it's fate!"

"You all be quiet, break your leg and cut off your kidney, and that's it, don't leave any traces. Another man's voice.

When Zhang Yang heard this, his heart tightened! Mu Nanzhi had an accident!